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It’s been a while I know. Let’s just say I’m working through some things. Perhaps I will write about them later, for now, I’m writing a valley of compost. Some of it will be seen. Some of it will be heard. Some of it will be tucked away in the folds of my heart, for my soul alone. Today, I want to give you a brief update on how my one word is going.

I had my word, intentional, before the year began. I didn’t pray about it. I didn’t really mull it over. It just came to me. I needed that kind of grace. I like the word intentional, but does it ever come with a commitment I didn’t see coming. Continue reading Sitting in the Pain→

I’ve taken on another ecourse. Seriously, I may need an intervention, but I digress. I love learning. I love growing. I love deepening my thoughts and ideas about various curiosities. However, I can’t do that in a bubble. There is precious value found in living in community. It heightens, sharpens, and enhances much of what we do as individuals.

Living purposely in community is life affirming. Sure there are bumps, bruises, and soul contusions, but if we are honest about wanting to fully be all we’re made to be, then I think it (authenticity) really blossoms in community.

I am a writer. I write. I’ve enjoyed writing for at least half my life. However, the majority of that writing was in journals of various sorts. I started by first blog in 2009 with a different name. Then I started another one, because I was still trying to figure out what I wanted to write about and take a shine to. I began my third blog, The Human Impulse, that same year. This one is a much more natural feel. It’s about the impulse within each of us beating softly, refusing to be silent, reminding us who we really are.

So why am I writing all this to you, and myself, now? Because I am in the process of writing a manifesto. I’m laying down the bones of a dream burning like fire in my heart. It won’t let me go, so I’m giving it breath and space to live now. I do not wish to take these words with me to the grave. I wish to cast them far and wide. They may not be for all, but somewhere they will catch, and do what they’re intended to do.Continue reading The Beginning {Or Why I’m Here}→

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